Wishful Dreams (Kamen Rider Ex-Aid Fanfic)

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Kuroto moves towards Hiiro, holding out some sort of weapon. I have no clue what it is called because I didn't ask and I didn't really care about his arsenal when watching the show. My bad.

I don't get why I had to join Hiiro today. Now I'm watching him from behind something in order to avoid Kuroto and certain death while he gets his butt handed to him. He seriously needs an upgrade. And why haven't I learned how to defend myself yet? 

"Elkie."

I turn and my eyes go wide as my lips touch another pair of lips. When did a pair of lips get in my face? And why am I now kissing someone? Pretty sure that the black and pink jacket looking thing doesn't give this person away. Totally not Parad.

He moves his head back, smirking a little. "You're so fascinating for someone who is a human," he comments, smirk still hanging around. 

I just kissed a fictional character by accident! I should really watch out for lips when I turn. Not a good idea to just turn around so fast and bump into someone. Next thing I know I could be kissing Kuroto and regretting all my life choices. 

"Why are you so surprised over a kiss?" His smirk drops.

"I...uh..." I didn't expect him to take my made up story so seriously. "You're just so different! Why would you want to kiss me when you hate me here?" 

He thinks we've kissed before in another world because I made it up. Whether that is a good or bad thing,  I honestly have no clue. I assume it isn't a good thing or a bad thing. It is good because he's thinking it is real and I get to keep living, but it is bad because he now wants to take advantage of it for unknown reasons. 

"How come you didn't think I would? Isn't it what you want?" Is he being serious? 

"It is...weird to just kiss someone randomly like that. You know, when you have no interest in them?" He's only interested in my made up stories, not me. If I didn't tell him stories like I have been, he would get made and kill me. He would so kill me. 

"How?" He doesn't see the problem?

"Because you're not him." Total lie. It is because he's fictional and I'm real. 

He laughs softly, not being loud. "Is that a bad thing? It is good that I'm my own person, right?" Bugster. He's his own Bugster self.

"No, it isn't a bad thing at all. It is great that you are you." I swallow hard. I'm not sure if I should be afraid right now or worried that he is up to no good by being here with me. 

"Then don't worry about me kissing you. It was just an innocent little kiss, right?" He looks around, smiling a bit. "We should play."

"Play?" That doesn't sound nice.

"Yeah, we should play. How about we kiss again?" He sees that as playing? 

How is kissing playing? He sees everything and anything as a game! So, I shouldn't be surprised by this. He has the mentality of a child playing some video game. Then again, that is probably how this all started, right? I don't know how it all works out, because I'm not that far into the show. 

I place my hand on his chest and push on it a bit, moving him back a bit from me. "Parad, that isn't what playing is." 

"Elkie?" He looks so lost right now. He's probably wondering what is wrong with me when I find him so cute. He probably thinks I should be all over him and what not. Yeah, no.

"We can't play right now. You should just focus on Emu and doing whatever you want with him. You're close to him, right?" I am not going to get involved with some fictional character no matter how hot he is. Actually, I might go for it if a good opportunity arises or if he can convince me to be his.